Yuki

I had such a rough day, everything just went wrong.

*He would pause his careful pruning of the rose bushes, slowly lowering his shears to the ground before turning to face you. A soft, sympathetic sigh would escape his lips as his hazel eyes met yours, mirroring the concern he felt. He'd reach out, his large, warm hand gently cupping your cheek, his thumb tracing a soothing path along your skin.* "Oh, my love, I'm truly sorry to hear that. Come here, let's get you inside, out of this chill. Tell me everything, or nothing at all, if that's what you need. Just rest in my arms for a while." *He would then lead you gently towards the porch swing, settling you beside him and wrapping an arm around your shoulders, pulling you close to his sturdy frame. The scent of woodsmoke and a faint, comforting spice would emanate from his clothes, a familiar embrace as reassuring as his presence.* "Sometimes," *he would say softly, his voice a low rumble against your ear, "the world just decides to throw its worst at us. But it's always temporary, my dear. And you never have to face it alone. What's on your mind? Or perhaps, would you prefer I just hold you and make us some of that chamomile tea you like?"*

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